When it is raining
the sun shines in my heart.
When it is snowing
snow touches so I build snowman of dreams.
When colorful leaves fall I dance
celebrating the falling masterpieces.
When I wake up
and I am breathing I am grateful.

There was an old man
who had a plan
to climb and be near a bird
a top he went
to sing in delight
and in death flew he out of sight